As we made out, I started getting horny again and my pussy started getting wet. I could smell the sex in the room, coupled with the smell of cum, spit... and god knows what, and the best part was it was just the start of our weekend. I looked at the clock and saw it was 9:30 pm now. It was Friday night and my parents would be gone till Sunday afternoon. Arun mama now moved one hand down to my pussy and grazed his fingers over my clit and said “Oh noor, you are so wet”. I had hair down there as I. Kelly reached out and gently took his cock , pumping it up and down slowly ."We got there in the end did'nt we " she smiled "It was hard work though, I thought it was'nt going to happen at one point , especially when you went to the bathroom--I thought you were going to leave,it's a lovely cock though.worth the wait"Rick reached out and began to stroke her breasts then leaning over he took first one nipple then the other and sucked and licked till they were hard.Kelly had started to breath. He sat on the chair next to me and I said, "I'm Katherine, my friends call me, 'Kat,' which I hope you'll call me." "Um, I'm Greg, I, um…" "I take it that you're liking what you see, Greg." "Oh, yeah, you're really beautiful, just beautiful. And your, um, your, uh, body is terrific." Well, I was rather liking his eyes on me making me tingle so delightfully between my damp thighs so I left everything intact for him to admire. "Thank you, Greg, that's very nice, I'm glad you enjoy the view. Tell. I couldn’t help it, though. It was just more proof that I had moved to a desolate, ignorant town. Don’t ask me how I considered it proof of ignorance, because it just seemed like the two went together, and I couldn’t tell you why. Every time I passed the pond, I became more and more depressed. I guess the pond was a part of my life, but it seems kind of sad that I placed so much importance on it. I knew I had to get away. I just didn’t know how, or when, or even why. I wasn’t completely sure.